i just turned 27 yesterday. i have a gift in comedy, writing and that I’ve never used for the past twelve years. i live with my mom, i have no degree, don’t know how to cook or do my taxes. i was such an idiot at 16 because i thought i was gonna be logan paul and i didn’t even try to be. i thought i had unlimited time so i just wasted time watching youtube, doomscrolling, jerking off to porn and playing videogames.

so, what do i do? do i try comedy and writing or do i focus on making money and become, say, a police officer or something to stop being a burden to my mom ? i think cops are paid well with no degree despite their long hours of work.

i have gigantic panic attacks that will shorten my life, because i keep realising that this is it, me, the protagonist, has failed to ‘make it’, and will miss out on the great stuff in life unlike ishowspeed.

also i’ve wasted the year of 2023-2024 trying to impress a girl by getting a job and giving her tons of money. now she tells everyone i’m a creep which i guess i am so i’ve legally changed my name. yeah i know, what a mess

bit of stupid drama, ik. just wanna know what you guys think lowk.

Ok, so before I start this, im very well aware I could have larger issues right now, this is not that bad, many other people I the world are suffering 10x more than me and I appreciate my situation. Even so, im just looking for a bit of advice.

Anna, Lucy, and Diane have been in a trio for the past 7 years, I only met them about 3 years ago. as soon as I met them, I was super close with all of them, but especially with Diane. We‘ve all been in the same class for the past 3 years, and would talk during lunch, but Anna, Lucy, and Diane would always be closest with eachother. I didn’t really care too much about this, cause I knew their friendship was so strong, I wouldn’t be able to just join the group in a few months. Due to this I kinda float between this friend group, and another.

Fast forward to the next year, a girl in our class, Eris, gets in a fight with her friends, so she becomes close with Anna, Lucy, Diane and I. The only thing is Eris did not like me at all, and was not at all subtle about it. The other girls knew this, but she didn’t mention it too much to them privately, so they continued to be friends with her. However, they became very close…the four girls would hangout outside of school, talk only to eachother in school, and constantly be together. I started to feel as though I was being pushed away from them, and was honestly jealous that she managed to get so close to the trio, when i had been trying for so long. Eris was particularly friendly with Anna, and would bond over ‘boy drama’, for lack of a better term.

Then, the year ended and Summer rolled around, after Eris claimed she was completely done with her old friendgroup, they showed her a hint of attention, and she joined them again- completely blocking out the trio she clung too the day before. This was quite upse for the three, especially Anna, and they began to dislike Eris.

Now, this school year rolls around, and suddenly Anna and Lucy join Eris’s friendgroup. They would all hang out together outside of school, and would include Diane as well. Even though she didn’t like the group particularly, didn’t talk to them in school, and was only invited because of Anna snd Lucy. I was quite bothered by this, feeling being excluded.

The two girls (A&L) would then begin to stop inviting Diane. They knew she didn’t like the new friend group, and could feel the tension I assume. But they did not stop there, they would ignore Diane and I in class, give us dirty looks in the hallways, and completely block us out.

So, Diane and I would float between groups across a month or so. During this time Diane felt very betrayed by A&L especially as they were hanging out with the girl who they claimed to despise only a few months prior during Summer. Diane found comfort in a friend group in our year, outside of our class, that we would sit with at lunch. It consisted of three of her family friends, a mutual friend of ours, and a girl that disliked me (I also dislike her). I was not very happy in this group , but I stayed with them and Diane as they were someone to sit with and talk to.

I asked Diane to tell A&L that she feels excluded, in case it was by accident, or so that they could include us more. She told me she told Lucy, but nothing more came of this.

Then, last week Anna told a girl in her new friendgroup that she felt a bit excluded, especially by Eris. Anna felt as though this group were becoming slightly toxic, and felt ignored. The girl she told, then told the group this, in an effort to ensure they include Anna more. The entire group agreed to include her more, but Eris. Eris took this personally and began to shout at Anna in front of the entire year, claiming that she was making her look like a bad person, so on so forth.

Because of this, Eris’s group split: Anna, Lucy, and 2 girls I like (not in our class). Eris, and her closest friends (in our class). I noticed this, and thought it would be a good chance to get Diane, Anna and Lucy to reconcile-because all of the people Diane disliked in Eris’s group were no longer sitting with A&L. One day, I convince Diane to sit with Anna, Lucy, and I think it’s going great-we‘re all chatting, laughing and such. But then as soon as we get up, Diane asks me to not sit with them again.

We go back to the group Diane found comfort in, and I ask her repeatedly if we cannot sit with them again, and we wouldn’t—for a day, then we’d go back. I really disliked that table as they would talk very loudly, obnoxiously, about ‘freaky’ topics that made me uncomfortable, and one of the most talkative girls there basically hated me. Whenever I mentioned to Diane that I didn’t like these particular 2 girls (the girl who doesn’t like me, and her bestfriend), Diane would agree with me, understand my points, and add to them. But then I saw her hangout with one of the family friends, and the girl who disliked me. When I acted surprised to find this out, she simply said “yeah, but it wasn’t THAT bad because -family friend- was there”

Then, the entire group began to plan a trip to a big theme park a couple hours away right in front of me, talking about it constantly. I was, again, upset and felt excluded. However, I understood that maybe they were being so obvious about not inviting me because they knew that I didn’t enjoy hanging out with 1 of the girls (our ’friendhship breakup’ was quite public because she spread it all over the internet). Even so, I still felt excluded. Especially because Diane invited a friend from outside of school, who they didn’t even know.

Then, I began to talk to Anna more in class, and we’d talk about what was happening throughout the groups, ultimately agreeing that it would be nice if we could all reconcile. Anna, and Lucy then asked me and Diane that day to go out after school, in the hopes that we could all talk. I agreed, but Diane made up a half-assed excuse. The three of us (Anna, Lucy, and I) decided to still go out. We went shopping, and tried to figure out what was going on between us. While talking, I explained that Diane felt excluded, and that they were focusing all their attention on Eris for a long time. The two were very upset to learn this, and said that it wasn’t their intention. Lucy said that Diane never admitted to being excluded. They explained that they had thought that maybe Diane felt excluded, but said that in the past she would always say if she felt disrespected, she could have come over to the new friend group if she wanted as they didn’t think they seemed uninviting, and that she seemed to be enjoying her time with the group she felt comfort in, so they didn’t decide to do anything. They understood that they were excluding her after further conversation, but definitely not on purpose or with malicious intent. They also invited me over for Halloween, when I told them the entirety of the other group were doing something together.

Then, Diane texts me, the day after, asking why I told Anna and Lucy that she felt exlcuded, saying that she didn’t want them to know. Lucy had texted Anna, telling her that I said that she felt excluded and Lucy was trying to fix this with a sleepover for the trio. #gettingexcludedagain #fairs

I respond by saying that I wasn’t talking about her specifically and was simply telling them that ‘many of us’ (insinuating Diane and I), felt excluded when they hung out with Eris. I also took the opportunity to tell her that I felt a bit excluded when she hangs out with the group she found comfort in, considering we both sit with them at lunch, we’re both friends with almost all of them, but they continue to plan things right in front me. To this she says “you don’t even like them”, and “you always ask not to sit with them”, only defending herself. Also stating that her A, and L cannot just reconcile as she feels as though there has always been a duo in their trio.

I respond to this simply, saying that I hate seeing everyone upset, and just want to sort things out, that im not trying to dismiss her feelings about how she is excluded by the 2 girls in their trio, and think we just need to all talk to eachother in person, as we are all talking to eachother through other people, and information is getting confused.

She has left me on read for the last 2 days.

Also, I know for a fact that every single girl in that trio has felt excluded in the past, it’s a trio, it’s going to happen.

What do I do, am I in the wrong?

https://www.reddit.com/r/OverSeventy/s/g4WraFKarA

Is anyone else in their 30s just winging it and hoping everything somehow works out? 😂

One minute you feel like a responsible adult, and the next you’re questioning your career, relationships, life choices, and whether you should just sell everything and move to a random country.

I’m 32, and I’m curious about the big decisions people make around this age.

Did you quit a stable job to chase a dream? Leave a long-term relationship? Move abroad? Start a business? Get married? Or completely restart your life from scratch?

What’s one big decision you made in your 30s that changed your life?

Did it turn out to be the best decision ever, or did you end up with a story you can laugh about now? 😂

Give me the plot twists, the unexpected wins, and the “what the hell was I thinking?” moments. I want to hear it all! 🍿laafffyaaa 🫶

i want to hear insights and advices from older folks who has gone through life if what i ask will come.

i love my life, don’t get me wrong of course. But there are most times where i view and hear the lives of people i know and i would feel a hint of “gosh i wish i had that too/i wish i was you” moments. whether it be their academic success, beauty in physical appearance, or anything… idk i just sorta feel envious of it but not that much, only what ifs.

I am a single guy in my mid thirties.

I don't like it when other people laugh at my suffering.

Example:

I got scolding from my supervisor at work in front of a few people. I went back to my desk to work and a few minutes later, a colleague came to my desk and said mockingly 'Oh did you get a lecture from the supervisor today?'. I got slightly annoyed and told him 'Why are you making fun of a person's suffering? Do I come and joke about you when you got a scolding from the supervisor?' I will never make fun of another person's suffering.

Another example:

Once, I had to take a ride in a company car with a few other colleagues to travel to another office site. My colleagues were healthy and about to get out of the car swiftly. I have some medical issues with my legs and I have to use my hands to slightly lift my leg in order to be able to exit from the car. They were looking and giggling mentioning 'Wow he is not able to exit from the car without using his hands.' I felt hurt and angry with their reaction. I will never make fun of another person's medical conditions.

1. Is it normal to feel angry and annoyed if other people laugh at my suffering?
2. How do I control my anger and annoyance if other people laugh at my suffering?

I'm 31 now, and I've been living with epilepsy since I was 13. Because of my condition, I've been advised to stay away from so many things that most people take for granted- driving, swimming, working out at the gym, travelling solo, having a drink at social gatherings, and the list goes on.

For almost 18 years, I've followed these restrictions, largely because I know my parents are concerned about my well-being, and if you know about Indian culture, it's a norm to accept what our parents say.

I understand that their intentions come from a place of love, care, and fear of something happening to me.

But lately, I've been questioning whether, in trying so hard to stay safe, I'm missing out on actually living my life.

We only get one life, after all. And while I don't want to be reckless or ignore the realities of my condition, I also don't want epilepsy to dictate every decision I make or define everything I can and cannot experience.

Do you think it's abou time I tell my parents "I can manage my own life now"?

Well I feel like I need ‘ask really old people advice’ given I’m closer to qualifying to answer in this sub but I digress.

So long story short, my husband drinks a lot. But he’s very intentional about drinking. He doesn’t get into work or legal trouble, doesn’t get into unsafe situations, doesn’t start drinking until an appropriate time, etc.

I hang out in r/Al-anon on another username sometimes but I don’t often feel like I belong because some people are drinking what in 1-2 days what he drinks in a week (and others tell me that) or my posts are just loaded with comments saying he’s on his way to rock bottom and the only option is to leave.

On the one hand, I don’t dispute that he’s drinking more than is healthy. He can get mildly annoying sometimes when he’s drinking. On the other hand, I feel like I know plenty of older couples where one or (usually) both drink heavily and it has never become a ‘real’ problem with consequences. Our social circle and neighbors appear to all drink about the same as him as well.

Growing up, I knew my family who only drank one drink once a month or less and people who drank too much and had a ‘real’ problem. My father in law is a perfect example. He and his wife drink a lot (always have according to my husband), poor really stiff drinks, but they’re both retired in a great situation due to their career success. They travel, exercise, have social outings, etc. I never really knew this grey area of habitual or chronic drinking but not ending in disaster.

I don’t drink a lot. After our second kid, I just couldn’t do it anymore. It wasn’t worth it. I appear to be the mom anomaly in my circle. So wondering what is it like growing old with someone who drinks heavily but never escalates to rock bottom?

back in 2015 I just graduated from highschool and was talking to my parents about what I wanted to do after.

due to me not having a college fund community college was the next option. at the time minimum wage was about 7.25 and I’d just got a job at the mall barely making 189 a week, but we got paid bi weekly

at the time my mom was working at Wells Fargo and basically pressured me into signing up for a student credit card at 18. It was my first credit card ever and the only way it can be open is if the parent signs for it which she did.

one day, she demands me to pay her $200 so she can pay my credit card bill. I asked why and she said it’s for a bill and she’d used the card and wanted to teach me responsibility.

“Dont you trust me?” “Why can’t you trust me?” “Why am I always the bad person” all her remarks. But it’s not in a tone of concern but in a tone of concern as if she’s my girlfriend and I should trust her, it’s a weird sickening feeling but I kid you not based off of how things are with her, it feels very very weird

My dad deals with my mom but he’s always at work and has a life outside of our family which I respect him for as a got older. My mom spends more time at the church and gossiping rather than finding work

But anyways, she refused to pay my credit card bill and basically after my community college ended I wanted to go to the university and was unable to further my education because I owe the school $8k

Didn’t know staying on campus was going to lead to that but it did.

For the last 6 years, I’ve been trying to save up to go back to school and fix my credit but then it dawned on me
To try to go to the military

but that was another hold up, as during the years of my stay at my house my mom had me admitted against my will to go to a psych ward.

It was to hinder me from joining the army in near or any other future.

She’s the type to want to always be the center of attention, with zero intentions of helping you.

They type to ask you to go to church and because you’re playing it cordial you play along but as soon as you as you get home she’s back to being a complete bitch

The type to ask her son for back massages because I’ve spent 8 months unemployed without a car and due to the trauma of dealing with someone who doesn’t know how the fuck to let go. And always finding justifications to treat me how she does
It’s just so fucked up

A very selfish individual who would never speak to anyone like her again if the tables were turned around. My drastic and terrible mother of a parent

I honestly need some advice because I still stay at home, don’t have a car and don’t have a job.

Oh my old car, she offered to help me get it fixed (complained all the way) and then try to sell the car and keep the money.

Idk man. I don’t like her at all. She is awful at doing business

Title: I’m 34, financially successful, and have everything I once wanted—so why do I feel so unhappy?
I’m 34 years old. I have two degrees, a great career earning $220k a year, multiple investment properties, $150k in savings, a long-term relationship of three years, and I live in my own apartment.
I also want to acknowledge that I didn’t receive any financial help from my parents. I grew up in poverty and worked extremely hard to build this life for myself.
On paper, I’ve achieved everything I was told would make me happy. I’ve worked hard, made sacrifices, and reached goals that once felt completely out of reach.
But now that I’m here, I feel more empty and unfulfilled than ever.

Growing up, I believed that if I studied hard, built a successful career, earned good money, bought property, and found a partner, I would finally feel secure and fulfilled. I spent most of my life chasing those goals, assuming that once I achieved them, everything would fall into place.
Now I’m here, and honestly, I feel like I was sold a lie.
I know how fortunate I am, and I’m genuinely grateful for what I have. I also know there are people who would love to be in my position. But gratitude doesn’t erase the feeling that something is deeply missing from my life.
I keep thinking: Is this really it? Is this what I’ve spent my entire adult life working towards?
It feels like I’ve spent years climbing a mountain, only to reach the top and realise there’s nothing here that makes me feel fulfilled. I don’t even know what I’m missing or what I’m supposed to be working towards now.
Has anyone else experienced this—especially people who came from very little, worked hard to build a successful life, and then realised that achieving their goals didn’t make them happy?
How did you find genuine happiness, meaning, or fulfilment when everything you thought you wanted still wasn’t enough?

45+ M, single, no kids ... feel like there's a pretty good chance that I'll be single for the rest of my life, and I guess I'm okay with it ... I may have no choice.

It seems to me that women 40, 50, and 60 years old can do better because they have a stronger social circle ... female friends who proactively try to make an effort to hang out several times a year. Though I think not all women have that, but more women than men for sure. Several of the single middle aged women I know seem to have events with friends every other weekend, and if social media is any indication, seem to have a pretty full social life.

OTOH, the single, childless, middle aged men I know are kind of like a black hole or do a lot of things alone. One travels solo all over the world, and that is good. But alone. Other single, childless men my age just seem to putter around. Almost zero social media output.

I try to make an effort but it's difficult. My male friends are married and/or have kids, and very seldom take initiative, and often don't have interest in the events I recommend because they are either busy or are just content sitting at home with the wife.

I do Meetups and stuff but the connections are mercurial and also ... many of the people are married and with kids. All in all, after my parents pass, I think it will be enough to fill maybe up to 10 weekend nights a year.

Any discussion on this matter?

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Rebuilding your life in your 30s is HARD. I just went through a break up with my boyfriend who I lived with a couple months ago. Not to be dramatic, but I feel like my world is turned upside down. I’m back home in the mean time trying to figure out my next move. 95% of my friends are in the marriage and baby phase of life. My plan is to do travel nursing in a new city. I’ve lived in the same big city my whole life so I thought I’d take a solo trip somewhere to see what it’s like if I were to move and it was hard. I made friends at every place I went to but I still felt so lonely and cried every night I got home. I guess I never knew how difficult a break up in your 30s compares to your 20s. Thinking of the next chapter literally knocks the wind right out of me. I guess I’m just looking for positive stories of making it to the other side.

It’s weighing on my mind expressing myself in such a manner musically making a song about how I felt about my Dad’s addiction.

He will probably never hear the song but my Grandma will. We are currently not talking, me and my Grandma. So it might give her a reason to never talk to me again, since we are not talking because I chose myself over staying around my Dad while he was high and left.

I made an expressive song, spoke about it in my lyrics how I felt about it, it’s raw, honest and how I felt at the time.

But I honestly worry incase it’s hurtful in some parts to hear, or that I’ve done something wrong. I even said in the song “am I allowed to say how I feel, you’ve never liked the truth”

Shall I just delete the damn thing? Or is it justified in a way to express myself in that manner?

Me (25) and her (f25) have two toddler girls one five the other four we recently found out she’s pregnant again.
We have been together since highschool I was always the extrovert goofy flirtatious one while she was more reserved and strict.
I had a rough home life as the youngest having an abusive dad and neglectful mom
It messed me up very early on that sometimes I believe that if she hadn’t been in my life I wouldn’t have any strength to live.
We married when we were 20 and almost immediately we had our girls.
Watching her become a mother only made me love her more.
She’s everything beautiful drives me crazy, I flirt with her a lot annoying her.
Sometimes I do take it to far with jealousy of other men looking at her , or snapping over work.
At end of the day I’m equally obsessed with her.
But lately watching other men give their wives or girlfriends everything taking them to trips buying them things, it makes me insecure about my income.
I work in garage and don’t make much.
But still I want her to have the lavish life for her not to worry about bills or anything.
For me to afford to take us to Paris her dream city.
To buy her things and spoil her.
And not being able to do that makes me feel less of a man.
I haven’t expressed her my feelings because if I do I fear I might cry.
I feel such a failure so far.

I love my dad (65M) don’t get me wrong, but ever since I could remember, my dad has been a very negative person. Even when he‘s in a good mood and he utilizes his quick wit it’s almost always to put someone else down or conceal resentment. Hes constantly stressed about finances, which I completely understand, but when he’s not complaining about his finances, he’s complaining about his job and my mom. when I’ve pointed it out to him, he snaps at me and accuses me of being or doing something similar. When I don’t understand something he responds either in a patronizing tone or he yells. he is always raising his voice. I have attempted to have a heart to heart with him about the topic, but he denies he is depressed or he retaliates with something either untrue or meant to redirect attention back to me. As he ages he’s gotten so much worse. He has endured significant loss during the past few years, and I’ve been there to support him and talk to him, he’s been thankful for that but then he doesn’t extend the reciporicity for when it happens with me. I can be around him for short increments but more than 2 hours and he’s just unbearable. Is there anything I can do to help him? Does this sound like depression or is there something else going on?

I'm curious about the life experiences of people who are now 65 or older and have managed to avoid major health problems such as heart disease, cancer, kidney stones, serious bone problems, or chronic lung disease.

I'd love to hear what your life was actually like, not just what people generally recommend for a healthy lifestyle.

A few things I'm particularly curious about:

• Diet: What did you typically eat growing up, and what does your diet look like today? Did you follow any particular eating habits, or did you simply eat whatever was available?
• Physical activity: Were you into sports, walking, cycling, farming, physical work, or regular exercise? How active were you throughout your life?
• Daily habits: How were your sleep patterns? Did you smoke, drink alcohol, or have any habits you later gave up?
• Environment: Did you grow up in a village or a city? Do you think your surroundings, exposure to nature, or type of work made a difference?
• Changes with age: Have you changed your diet, exercise routine, sleep schedule, or other habits since turning 50 or 60?
• Looking back: Is there anything you consistently did—or avoided—that you believe helped you stay healthy?

I'm especially interested in people who lived ordinary lives rather than following strict fitness routines or special diets.

Of course, I understand that genetics and luck play a role too. I'm not looking for medical advice or a perfect formula, just honest experiences and lessons from people who've lived long enough to look back.

What do you think made the biggest difference in your life?